Staying at the office because I do not want to go home. I see no reason to. There’s this thin coating of water over my eyes clouding my vision. Where the fuck did that come from? Oh right. That shitty feeling in my gut. Don’t want to be here any more, but too afraid of letting go. There is still faint hope there. But I wonder for how long. I am so sick of this. So sick of this feeling. So sick of wanting to cut my guts open because it’s making me feel bad every single evening. Where have it all gone wrong when the best feeling I know is to crumble to pieces and cry out my pains..

God, if there ever is such being out there, I pray to you.. please give me a sign of some sort that life is all worth it. Please T_T

Good night.